This is a song about "Katie morris"

Guess what ike, im fucking katie

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

The kinda person to get katie couric to cursin'

Scramble like randall if john randle was trynna get him

I think i owe you an apology katie, 'cause no one's as cold as me,

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

I don't think you understand me katie, no one does,